Genie in a Bottle

I’m a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come on and let me out
I’m a genie in a bottle baby
Come, come, come on and let me out

Thirteen miles down the road
There’s a young boy
He’s got jet-black hair and blue-green eyes
And he’s mine
And every now and then 
He and I will sit together on the porch
And I take of his pants and I fuck him from behind
And I love him for his heart and soul
And I love his rectal scrotal tube
So if you see us passing by on some dreary rainy day
Take a look at the young boy and snake it
Asshole